I AM GAY

Yes, I am Gay!
I am not God -
I am but a man,
and tonight -
I will fade like atupa-
for my beliefs that I'd never rescind.
I am a man -
and I am gay.

When Gomorrah was reduced to crumbles,
the human world didn't end..
the scrolls of the dead sea are -
in that cave, by the saltwater lake...
and when we multiplied,
the beliefs multiplied..

I am that man,
who recognized his mother with paintings -
simply because she slept off -
after the baby was born.
I am that man,
who seek refuge from women -
and was ridiculed like a shred of rag -
He is weak.

But is it weakness,
to seek from light from the women -
with lanterns ?
I am that man who knew not -
how it feels to be loved,
by a woman.

I got shelter,
from a man who wasn't my father -
but then I had a father -
a father,
who vanished into Abisem,
leaving his innocent son to the claws -
of the full blown world.
And now, I got peace -
from a man who wasn't my father.

He was a widower -
and he needed love.
But...
the fire of passion burns so fiercely in him,
that even million soothe of omoge won't solve it -
but the careful touch of a fellow man,
would salvage a man's libido -
I am a man.
I am gay.
I am not God..

...
Omotolani promised me the world beyond,
her vows to love me unconditionally -
was attested to by the deities.
"Tolani, I do love you.."
But..
smiles.. beam.. flashes..
"I am gay!"..
cut.. astute shock.. cut..
what she seek for,
was the opposite of what she got..

Perhaps if she had loved me,
like Jesus loved the world of mortals -
and dropped a blood to wipe it all,
perchance this life would have made a meaning -
she was the first I loved,
and the last I loved.

"Audhubillahi mina-shaytan ni rojeem!",
that was the alarm raised by the clerics in unison,
because I broke open my dark room -
and told the congregation I am gay..
perhaps, Ya-sin would have saved me from sinister -
but no.. I'm the devil, here.

Gays don't suffer heart breaks,
for we are of no hearts -
why then should we feel guilt ?
guilt of being who we are -
and not who the world wished -
we were.

How does it feels like to unite two bodies,
in an embrace that birth horrific moans -
or has the society a say upon the stances -
that made us who we are ?
If the world won't love us,
then we find love in people of same species ?

I am gay -
and perhaps, if there was a little love from Omotolani -
I would have been a father..

Cast not a stone at me today -
because your room are filled with dark secrets,
the acts you pull up in the other room -
the girls you rape ?
the men you slit off their throats ?
we shall all meet in Hades..
but killing me won't stop it...
It will multiply it,
it's a belief -
not a disease.
It's a condition -
not a curse.

I'm gay -
I am not God.
Perhaps, a drop of love -
may change the storyline...

©JC AFONJA